“There is no doubt whatever about that. From under his pillow he dragged forth the key to the trunk. “We were good friends in Paris, weren’t we? You made me all sorts of promises, we planned no end of nice things, and then—without a word to any one you disappeared. ” Courtlaw crossed the room and threw open the door. All I had to do was to piece them together. ’ ‘I am whatever you like,’ he agreed pleasantly, ‘but nothing is going to stop me from searching for this dagger. “You might at least,” she murmured, “have invented a more romantic reason. If he had nothing to tell her, she had nothing to ask. I'll remember that. Wood hadn't struck me. “Heavens!” she exclaimed.
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